Emily has a black market contact

"I will deal with the defective doll, Ms. Gal," Emily said. "You won't see it again."

"See to it," the CEO said, walking away in her smart skirt suit.

Emily loaded the defective sex doll onto a dolly and pushed her out of the building and into the parking lot. Hailey shivered naked in the box. She had goosebumps from the thrill of the danger, yet she was committed to journalism and to her story.

Emily opened the back hatch of her oversized SUV and then pushed the trademark tattoo under Hailey's breast. After a brief pause, Hailey reacted and came to attention in the lot. "Hey stud muffin! My name's Hailey! Wanna do the horizontal tango?"

"Help me load you and your box into my car, Hailey," Emily told her.

Hailey dutifully climbed into the back of Emily's SUV on all fours. Emily slapped her bare ass, making it jiggle, and then passed the box to Hailey. Hailey took the box and then climbed back in, hoping she was acting like a good sex doll.

Emily pulled out of the sex doll factory parking lot and onto the highway.